Three minutes later, there was a slight snoring sound. Lu Qiming turned over, swept away all the quilts, and almost kicked Jiang Miaomiao out of bed. Jiang Miaomiao:…… Give me back! She grabbed the quilt with both hands, and desperately pulled it to this side, almost exhausting the strength of the milk, still unable to shakeContinue reading “SFTAB: Ch 9”
